Hey mate, listen up. I'm in Salisbury-East (au).

The vibe is mad unique.

My days are filled with magic.

I massage bodies and souls, ya know?
Main St is alive at night.

It bustles with neon lights.

Corner Cafe on Greenleaf St rocks.

I always sneak there for coffee.
The river, Willow Bend, flows slow.

Its banks whisper secrets.

I stroll there after work.

It feels like déjà-vu.
Our park, Old Mill Gardens, is serene.

I used to play young here.

The bench near the oak tree?

That's my thinking spot.
Man, the streets of Salisbury-East are real.

Local art lines every back alley.

I love the graffiti near 5th Ave.

Gritty, raw, and honest, just like life.
Sometimes I get nerfed by the traffic.

Others don't see the beauty.

I see life’s underbelly.

Ain't no fairy tale, just raw vibes.
I once massaged a very quiet dude.

He whispered, "I know what you did."

Caché vibes, ya heard?

Mystery is just around each bend.
Crazy, huh? Yeah, it's wild.

I feel deep when it rains.

Like in Caché, secrets loom large.

“Mystery always hides just below.”
I got lost on 2nd Strret.

No maps, just instinct, man.

I found a secret den.

My secret spot, kinda like a hidey-hole.
Salisbury-East, my love, my home.

It's all beauty and chaos.

Mad joy and tender pain mix.

Every street whispers untold stories.
I’m ranting a bit now, sorry.

Life here, like Caché, haunts me.

But damn, this city thrills me.

It lifts you up, then drops ya.
I luv this gritty charm, fr.

Even with all life's typos.

Sry for the mispell; it's raw.

Cuz, life's not perfect but real.
Peace out, my friend.

Come visit, feel its heartbeat.

It's a wild, vibrant mess.

Just like me, just like art.